Carrie Rodriguez at the Old Queen’s Head, N1

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It was like entering a secret society. Through the pub, up the wooden stairs and into a large room with seating arranged in diner-like booths and paintings hanging on the walls. On a stage set in front of an old fireplace, a slender Mexican-American woman in a striking green dress played a violin and sang songs that tapped into a rich seam of Southern country, folk and blues. Every so often she brought her strappy high-heeled shoe slamming down on to the hollow wooden floor, adding an impromptu percussion effect.